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One Hundred Words
the time
Seconds turned to minutes, minutes turned to hours, hours turned to days.
Days into weeks, weeks into months, and months into years.
It was a never ending cycle of one day after the next, count downs until the end and until the beginning.
For that very reason, I always felt small and lost.
Because time always seems to escape me, and I can never catch up.
I haven’t found my calling yet – my destiny as some may call it.
But I know I will one day.
Because as time passes, I’ll continue to search until I find where I belong.
Days into weeks, weeks into months, and months into years.
It was a never ending cycle of one day after the next, count downs until the end and until the beginning.
For that very reason, I always felt small and lost.
Because time always seems to escape me, and I can never catch up.
I haven’t found my calling yet – my destiny as some may call it.
But I know I will one day.
Because as time passes, I’ll continue to search until I find where I belong.